The clear fountain water flows along the pure white stone pillars, and the silence replaces the noise of the city.

The car drove into the garden area of Heian Jingu, and the rows of tall pine cedars were like guards, and the eyes were full of greenery, and there was no autumn breeze at all.

When he entered the garden area, Yuan Laiguang didn't see the handsome young security guard, thinking that he should not be on duty today, or he didn't come over after asking for leave.

The driver is skillful and smooth in driving.

But it's still a step away from Ei Nagayama.

After drinking some wine, Seiko Kamiya's face had a red rhyme, which was commensurate with his innocent skin, and he felt a strange charm and beauty, which made his heart pound.

The brown hair is coiled at the back of the head, a few strands flutter on the side of the face, and the golden earrings sway slightly with the body, and I feel that this deep valley lotus is quietly blooming.

The car window opened slightly, and the smell of flowers wafted in, losing the shield of the car film, and the golden sunlight reflected in, and her crimson lips were even more beautiful.

"Am I that superficial?"

Yuan Laiguang touched his chin and asked.

"Isn't it?"

Kamiya's answer was a rhetorical question.

After a short silence, Yuan Laiguang didn't plan to dwell on this matter anymore, but instead looked at her side face and asked, "I have a question for you." ”

"Excuse me."

The Holy Son of Kamiya glanced at him.

Yuan Laiguang ignored his eyes, but his face fell into contemplation, as if he was thinking seriously, and after a while, he raised his head and asked, "Miss Mizusawa won't like you, will she?" ”

Seiko Kamiya turned his head in surprise.

Look at him with a very strange look.

It seems that I can't believe it.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense, I just want to ask, and if I don't want to answer, I won't ask to the end."

"Of course not, you're too worried."

Kamiya Seiko narrowed his eyes slightly, and said something that surprised him: "Do you think that the grudge between me and Mizusawa-san is as right as Aiko and that child?" ”

Yuan Laiguang was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Struggling to digest the information.

Then he raised his eyebrows and asked:

"You knew about it before?"

Hearing what he said just now, and looking at the smile in the eyes of the Holy Son of Kamiya, Yuan Laiguang couldn't help frowning, and he was slightly puzzled in his heart.

Since she had long known that her sister and the imperial medicine bag Chayin had the intention of violating the taboo, why did the eldest sister of Kamiya Seiko not seem to interfere at all.

When we first met before.

But if you talk about the so-called family style, how did you get here, you don't care if you know it.

It can't be the family style of the Kamiya family.

Yuan Laiguang really didn't understand it, so he gave the Holy Son of Kamiya a look that he was willing to hear.

"Don't underestimate the sensitivity of being a woman, and I'm not as inattentive to my sister as you think, but I don't plan to meddle in many things."

Kamiya Seiko looked at him puzzled, as if her vanity had been satisfied, like before, she basically didn't have this kind of mentality, but she was happy about Minamoto Raiguang:

"And that's her own business."

"Don't meddle when you go down the wrong path?"

Yuan Laiguang has more doubts about the natural attitude of Kamiya Shengzi, and according to the previous behavior of the other party, it is not free-range, but what he says now is very abnormal, and he is obviously very laissez-faire Kamiya Aiko's life.

Hearing this, the Holy Son of Kamiya smiled, his eyes were a little restrained, and his brilliance dimmed a little, as if he had thought of something, and said in a calm voice:

"She's still young, and she has a chance to remedy what she did wrong, so let's play for a few more years as she likes."

Even if the tone of the sentence is calm.

But Yuan Laiguang always felt that the other party had a kind of protective mind, just like a student who provided the shelter of his ability before he walked out of the ivory tower of the school.

Minamoto Yorimitsu thought of the words of the Holy Son of Kamiya before.

and the marriage of this wealthy family, it is inevitable to become a caged finch and unable to control their own destiny.

Thinking of this, he seemed to understand something, but he had a different opinion of the Holy Son of Kamiya, and this pair of first-class people didn't seem to be so unkind to her sister.

It's like a silent and heavy father's love like a mountain.

Sometimes most of the effort is invisible.

Yuan Laiguang was silent for a while, not planning to delve into whether she was good or bad, and temporarily swept away this question: "Then what is the festival between Miss Mizusawa and Ling?" ”

Grand Master Mizusawa is very aimed at the double first-class.

It's something obvious.

He was quite interested in the grievances between women.

And he can also use this to understand the great master and collect the right amount of information, which will kill two birds with one stone for him.

However, the Holy Son of Kamiya frowned, looked at Yuan Laiguang a little strangely, as if he wanted to see something from his face, and only after half a sound did he lightly open his thin lips and said:

"You've always been very smart, and this point was vividly applied to me last time, how come you don't understand this simple question very well?"

Yuan Laiguang raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Double first-class is a rare praise for him.

And you're pretty good at using words.

I want to do it to the fullest.

But you didn't give me that chance last time.

"It's simple, it's just jealousy."

It seems that it is really certain that Yuan Yorimitsu does not understand, and the Holy Son of Kamiya replied indifferently.

"Is jealousy at work?"

Minamoto tapped his fingers on the armrest.

"The Kamiya family and the Mizusawa family don't have much business dealing, but Kyoto is such a big place, and many of our peers are each other's childhood playmates."

Seiko Kamiya continued to explain patiently.

When Yuan Laiguang heard this, he turned his head and asked curiously, "You had a good relationship before?" ”

"It's okay." Kamiya Seiko stared out the window with his chin propped up, and said softly, "But when people grow up, they will have more troubles, and their distractions will also increase, right?" ”

"Because of appearance, personality, and family background, these things will be compared, when I go to school, I compare my academic ability and the number of boys who are pursued, and after work, I will compare my grades and my ability to be praised."

"In fact, it's very simple, like ordinary people will also compare like this, but it will basically not evolve into this kind of deliberate targeting, and the reason is because you have to survive first."

"And we have plenty of time and money, there is no need to endure emotions because of discomfort, at most we pay attention to the face of the family, and we will not make it public, you can think of it as too boring."

Kamiya Seiko's tone was very calm, so calm that he didn't even blink his eyes, and even felt a little bored, saying this seemed to be just sharing common sense.

In fact, it is almost the same, it is convenient for ordinary people to embark on different lives since they were born in a wealthy family, and the restrictions and shackles they are subject to are also inversely proportional.

For example, ordinary people struggle in the dye vat of society for houses and cars, while people like them have lost the most basic freedom and their innate precious will.

But compared to the needs of survival, their loss is not miserable, it can only be said to be a side effect of reincarnation too good, and there will inevitably be gains and losses.

As she just said, friends since childhood have become competitors, or they are just idle and bored to compare, and women's psychology is so simple.

Moreover, compared to office workers or ordinary students, who need to pay attention to the influence of teachers, classmates or colleagues, they do not have such concerns at all.

This is a place with a very strict hierarchy, and among the real upper-class people, as long as their fundamental interests are not involved, face is what they care about the most, and it is much more important than money.

Similarly, this is also why, when the Imperial Medicine Bag Chayin learned the identity of Minamoto Raiguang, he was afraid that he would offend him, because he had to avoid punishment.

Even Yoshikawa Hiromi, who hated him at the time, was not carried away by anger when he learned that he had the corresponding financial resources and status, and went to him to take revenge.

Because the gap has reached a certain point.

Again, the word revenge is like a joke.

Yuan Laiguang thought about her words, and after a while, he said: "In general, is it enough to eat?" ”

"Although this description is rustic and doesn't sound elegant, it's basically pretty much the same."

Kamiya Seiko's lips pursed, and there was helplessness in his beautiful eyes, as if he didn't know how to evaluate Yuan Laiguang's words in summing up his own words.

Yuan Laiguang didn't get the important information about the Great Grandmaster as he wished, and said with a sigh:

"So when I learned that you don't usually like to associate with men, you suddenly have a relationship with me, whether it's true or not, she wants to get involved, even if it's fake, she will disgust you, it should be with this kind of thought, right?"

"Your analysis is basically correct."

The Sacred Son of Kamiya nodded this time.

Yuan Laiguang said thoughtfully: "So I'm just a plaything sandwiched between the two of you." ”

"I beg to differ."

Kamiya Seiko felt that the speed of the car had slowly decreased, and pinched his somewhat stiff neck with his hand, looked at him with a smile and said:

"You're standing on two sides, and you're on two boats."

"Probably not, right?"

The source of the glossy surface does not change color.

"If you don't admit it after eating the sweetness, this is the nature of a man, which is really bad and suffocating."

Although Kamiya Seiko said this, there was no disgust in his eyes, but it was like a kind of coquettishness towards him, and his words began to faintly smell of vinegar again.

"My transactions are voluntary."

Just when Yuan Laiguang shrugged his shoulders and was about to prevaricate a little more, the driver, who had been silent throughout the whole process, slowly stopped the car and reminded through the glass of the central control.

"Miss, it's already here."

At the moment when the voice fell, the two of them tacitly agreed that they were not talking, and Yuan Laiguang looked out of the car window, which was also a large courtyard.

It's just a little different from the Actually Pavilion.

The gate of the Shengu family courtyard is obviously more atmospheric than the pavilion, but the courtyard is nearly seven or eight meters wide, and there are two stone lions on both sides of the town.

The open space in front of the court is huge, several times larger than in front of the house, like a small parking lot, just as far as the eye can see, there are about seven or eight black cars parked, and the aura looks very bluffing.

It kind of made his eyelids jump.

It turns out that the courtyard villa in the garden area on this side of Heian Shrine is not a unified house type, and the residence of the Kamiya family in front of it must be at least twice the size of their own.

Minamoto got out of the car, was dazzled by the sunset through the pine and fir trees, and raised his hand to cover it.

The vehicle behind him had slowly driven away.

The brown-green electronic gate of the courtyard was also opened by the security guard, and from here, he could see a Western-style fountain gushing, and he even saw two sika deer.

"What if I'm a little nervous?"

Yuan Laiguang looked at the side face of the Holy Son of the Eye Valley.

"Don't tell me that I regret it now, or I'll be really angry."

Kamiya Seiko pursed his lips, compared to the atmosphere that was gradually relaxing just now, it was unusually quiet now, and this sentence also had a dangerous taste.

"No, no, not regrets."

"So what are you nervous about?"

"It's not possible to stay here tonight, in case Miss Holy Son has to bleed again, that's why I'm a little nervous, this reason is okay."

Before Kamiya Seiko could speak, Minamoto Yoriko seemed to be relaxing himself, and said with a joke smile: "Moreover, I recognize the bed." ”

"Then move your bed to my room."

As Kamiya Seiko spoke, the two of them had already entered the manor under the guidance of a security guard in a black suit, her face glowing red in the setting sun.

"After all, it's not far away, and my room is also very large, so it's not a hassle to call a few people to move."

"But it's still a bit of a hassle."

Yuan Laiguang looked at the surrounding environment and found that there was still a maid in the garden of the vestibule taking care of it, which opened his eyes again, but the voice on his lips still did not stop:

"If I had slept in Miss Son's bed every day, with the theorem that twenty-seven days had made a habit, I would have been able to complete the process in no time."

Twenty-seven days to develop a habit.

There is a scientific explanation for this.

Yuan Laiguang consciously has a good knowledge base.

"You're greedy."

Listening to his serious nonsense next to him, the holy son of Kamiya sighed slightly.

As if thinking of something, she glanced at Yuan Raiguang, who had put her hand in her pocket, and grabbed his arm with a calm face, bringing her body closer.

It's just that the arm is just fitting around his waist.

I felt that there seemed to be a hard object in the pocket of Yuan Laiguang's jacket, which made her uncomfortable.

Yuan Laiguang looked down at her, and then at the figure gradually approaching in the distance, but also took out his hand from his pocket, put it in front of her and let her hold it, and said with a smile: "How many children are you going to have in the future?" ”

"Five."

Seiko Kamiya didn't think twice.

"Greed! Insatiable! Yuan Laiguang's face gradually became serious: "Isn't it troublesome to ask for so much?" ”

"Eat, drink, and sleep can serve you."

"Five children, one person is in charge, you think very well in this regard, but what else do I want you to do?"

Yuan Laiguang unceremoniously accused her, and did not hide Yu's own family status, while Kamiya Seiko lowered his eyebrows and accepted it all silently.

Like a wife who listens to her husband for everything.

Not to mention being seen by outsiders, even the maids and servants around him, as well as the elderly men who had approached, all showed a look of surprise in their eyes.

Hearing that he had exercised his right to speak to his husband in advance, Kamiya Seiko could only silently hold his arm and twist his hand through his clothes.

Of course, this little bit of effort is nothing.

Yuan Laiguang only laughed at this.

"Miss Holy Son is really selfish."

"I can't tell you anything."

Just when the atmosphere of the two gradually relaxed and deviated to an unpredictable track, they had unconsciously walked into the courtyard and stood in front of the villa building.

And the man in a short suit, with pale but meticulously groomed hair, and an old face came to the two of them, bowed slightly and saluted them.

"Miss, Mr. Yuan."

The old man had short hair on both sides, his face was full of wrinkles and he had not lost his spirit, he looked silent but not sulky, and his etiquette and posture could not be faulty.

"This is our butler, Fujiwara-san."

Kamiya Seiko raised his hand slightly and introduced.

"Hello."

Yuan Laiguang said hello.

Seiko Kamiya stroked the upturned corners of his dress with his hand and asked casually, "Where is my father?" ”

"The head of the family is in the backyard now, and he told you to go over first when you come back, and let Mr. Yuan stay for a while."

The butler, known as Fujiwara, replied.

"Then I'll go first."

Kamiya Seiko looked sideways at Gen Raiko, who gave her a look, and the two didn't talk too much, and they had already maintained some kind of tacit understanding in their hearts.

"Serve tea to Mr. Yuan."

Fujiwara Butler raised his hands, turned to look at the servants waiting in the living room, and commanded in a loud voice.

Soon only Minamoto Yorimitsu himself was left in the living room.

Tea is served by servants and special pastries are served, which are placed on beautiful silver trays.

Although there is no host to accompany the guests.

But that's not a rudeness.

Kamiya's house is mostly Western-style architecture, and in the line of sight of Minamoto Yorimitsu, the living room has three floors, the central space is hollowed out, and the top is a huge crystal chandelier.

But the atmosphere at home is full of ancient flavors.

And as far as the eye can see on the second floor cloister.

There were portraits hanging on the walls, and when Yuan Laiguang looked at them intently, he found that they were all portraits of men.

There are also words on the wall next to it.

It seems to be the head of the Kamiya family, or a famous clan, but it's too far away to see clearly.

But you can hang a family portrait on the wall.

It can be seen that the family attaches great importance to the glory of the family.

Yuan Laiguang doesn't know how other giants are.

But he had long heard that these samurai nobles who still had hypocrisy in their bones attached great importance to this set, which reminded him of Kamiya Seiko's old-fashioned statement about his father.

Looks a little hard to deal with.

But I guess she will sit in later.

The color of concern in Yuan Laiguang's eyes grew stronger.

About ten minutes passed.

Just as he picked up the third piece of pastry, which was similar to mung bean cake, the well-dressed Fujiwara butler just now turned back and dismissed the subordinate next to him.

Fujiwara butler bowed slightly to him.

He raised his arm and pointed the way.

"Mr. Yuan, the head of the family is in the backyard, please come here."

(End of chapter)